Late night cat post - Infosec.Pub

Anon, a giant monster roams
Creature of magic, not of home
He didst gobble each hag he found
Screams didst echo, a chilling sound
With every wiccan he did devour
He’ll grow in strength, in size and power
Until one day upon his back
He’ll sprout wings, a fearsome pack

With each meal Gila grows more
A biblical beast of ancient lore
With fire in belly, flames in eyes
The beast rise to the highest skies
So beware, ye witches fair
Lest thee be spied by dragon-glare
It’ll show no mercy, it is said
But devour thee and leave thee for dead
(woo!)

Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila Monster!
Woo!

I’m the Gila, blood spiller, witch killer (Gila, Gila)
I’m the Gila, card dealer, fate sealer (Gila, Gila)
I’m the Gila, blood spiller, witch killer (Gila, Gila)
I’m the Gila, Godzilla, guerilla

Diamondback climbing walls
Puncture wounds, torn and mauled
Raging monster, witch brawl
Backlash, battlecry, curveball
Pushed and probed to the edge
No sense of forgiveness
I’m the Gila, the blood spiller, the witch killer
I’m the Gila

Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila Monster!
Woo!

(Gila, Gila)
(Gila, Gila)
(Gila, Gila)

Turncoat projectile, idiot reptile
Born in the whirlwind, feral wonderkind
Petty feline summoned anew
Once was slave, master of you
Abomination, hallucination
Revenging sinner, witches for dinner
I’m the Gila, the card dealer, the fate sealer
I’m the Gila

Growing immensely and vastly in size
Summoned from the wicca to their demise
Sprouting wings, demonic features
Horny for bloodlust, Lord of pagan creatures
Blacker than space, its eyes are distant suns, devouring its disciples
Like mischievous sons, in the forest of my mind

Runs a torrent of fire, the real me beneath the liar
I bide my time to don my crown
Tasered bull, gore the clown
Compared to me, a pulsar is a lighter flam Compared to mine, their wicca is a mere child’s game

Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila Monster!

My eyes feel like they’re made of light
Boötes void would be made bright
I will blind you in the hadal zone
Emperor of the abyss below
(Annihilation of planet earth and the beginning of merciless damnation)
Hmm, oh, regret, what a cloud of dread
With the cold hand of death ahead
Oh, desperation, what a mind killer
All hail, King Gila